I Had a Jar of Marbles

I had a jar of marbles. Some of them were very old and had belonged to my uncle or even my grandparents. Most of them were the cheap kind you buy at Jo-Ann's Fabrics to fill vases with. When the cousins came over, I would corral Ryan into my room to play a war game I'd made up. There were flat, green marbles that were mines and a precious handful of flat red marbles that were probably super-mines or something. The light blue iridescents were enlisted men. The clear were...I forget now. Cobalt were cavalry. And the old ones, the Read more